There once was a man who was destined for greatness which he never achieved. Instead his great mind went clouded with darkness and his greatness was ran over by then, did such a great a mind turn so evil and manipulative towards those who are of impure magical blood. If you asked him he would deny it but the truth, that only two other people in the entire magical community know, is that it wasn't just that a mud-blood pissed him off it was that that's how she felt about it and therefore he did anything and everything to make her may be a cruel and vindictive man but he is no idiot, he understands completely that if he wants her to make him happy he has to make her happy first, she is his dark mistress, she is married to another man, she is Narcissa Malfoy.
Since Voldemort has returned he has became a permanent resident of Malfoy Manor. He has taken over every prized possession of Lucius Malfoy except one thing, or so Lucius believed. His loving wife Narcissa is the perfect picture of a high society wife. She is beautiful, loyal, and she has a heart of stone. However, since Voldemort has risen Lucius has begun to question the loyalty of his wife. He has no solid proof but the subtle glances and hidden smiles shared between the dark lord and his wife do not go unnoticed.